Throne of the North

Ryan believed that not only him, but also the two earls of the North Wind Province and three other county governors had received similar letters.

Two days ago, Marquis Beifeng organized a group of troops to enter another world.

The army consisted of three thousand men, with soldiers from the marquisdom and those brought by the lords from the south.

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"Baron Ryan, please think of a way. I definitely can't go to the Imperial City."

"My Miles family's wealth and land must not be lost. In this case, I will become the sinner of the entire Miles family!"

Christian Miles, now Viscount Miles, was as anxious as a frog being boiled at the castle on Rhinohorn Mountain, and he didn't even care about the exquisite food and fruit wine on the table.

"Viscount Miles, you'd better calm down. When old Viscount Miles killed Viscount Dragon in public, no one can lie about this."

"Killing a noble or a viscount in the empire, I believe old Viscount Miles will not be unaware of the consequences."

Viscount Miles lowered his head, but gritted his teeth.

"But I can't let the family's land be lost in my hands, and I can't become Miles' sinner."

"You can rest in the castle first, and I'll help you think of a way to settle this matter at other costs."

Master Lane sighed and shook his head, making Viscount Miles look overjoyed.

After Viscount Miles left, Ryan looked at Beard.

"Our Lord Viscount Dragon is not here yet?"

His tone was slightly mocking, and the reason why he agreed to Viscount Miles was because of this matter.

That is, after returning from Thunder Cloud County, Viscount Miles anxiously came to the Tundra Territory, but Viscount Dragon, Toston Dragon, made no movement.

"Yes, sir."

Beard said honestly.

"Give him one more day."

There was coldness in Ryan's eyes.

He never thought that after he took over the leadership and voice of Lingdu County, all the nobles would stand loyally behind him, but he never thought that this day would come so quickly.

"It seems that he has calmed down in the haze of war."

Ryan has a lot of wealth. In addition to the Tundra Territory, he has wealth in many places in Lingdu County. For example, most of his wealth is in the Bingfeng Forest. The magic crystals used by the mages in the Tundra Territory are all Comes from there.

For example, in Lingdu City, he owns a street. In more than a year, he has managed it in an orderly manner, and the wealth it can bring every quarter is considerable.

He also has some assets in the Viscount of Dragon. However, because Viscount Dragon is not like Miles after all, and Ryan cannot let the other party cede the land, most of the wealth is presented in an economic way.

One day later, Ryan was chatting and laughing at the dinner table with Viscount Miles.

He still hadn't waited for Viscount Dragon's arrival.

"Mr. Christian, my friend, I have been thinking about it for a day. Maybe this matter is not without a turn."

"Although on the battlefield, old Viscount Miles killed Viscount Dragon."

"There are two keys here, aren't there?"

As Ryan spoke, Viscount Miles pricked up his ears and was unwilling to let go of any word.

"The war and... Viscount."

"Viscount Dragon died on the battlefield. For the nobles, this is not a shame. Our ancestors, the first nobles, fought with foreign races. Each of them was proud to die on the battlefield. Among the admonitions of every noble family, There is the glorious glory of fighting to the death.”

"Deep in the blood of each of our nobles lies the will and glory of our ancestors. This is the reason why we are noble."

"Yes, that's right."

Viscount Miles puffed up his chest. Every noble would talk about the glory of his family, which was one of their few prides.

This is also an eternal topic for communication and conversation among nobles.

"The death of Viscount Dragon was never a conspiracy or evil. He appeared on the battlefield as a noble noble. Old Viscount Dragon had the ambition to be as good as the ancestors of the Dragon family."

"Although Viscount Miles is old, he still respects and praises Viscount Dragon for his ambition that never insults his ancestors and even brought the Dragon family to a new height."

"So, although your father already needed support to move, he resolutely chose the oldest method among noble blood, the glorious duel."

"Unfortunately, Viscount Miles failed to stop in the end, and Viscount Dragon died. The magical 'Zenith Sword' is indeed the most powerful magical offensive method under the Archmage."

"I thought about it for a whole day and finally figured out that the deaths of the two viscounts were never gloomy, but a glorious tribute to their ancestors."

"How many years have passed, perhaps... we unworthy descendants have forgotten our ancestors and how great their glory was."

Ryan raised his head, and there were crystal drops from the corners of his eyes.

"If it hadn't been for the battlefield in the south, where I heard that nobles had fallen, perhaps I wouldn't have remembered the history that I read as stories when I was young."

"What kind of cruelty did our ancestors go through before they could firmly occupy our human land from the hands of aliens, so that we, the descendants of today, would not be overwhelmed by the freezing cold of the north."

"Viscount Miles, do you know that in the harsh winter, even the orcs can't stand the days when they can't grow food."

"Praise the great light, praise our glorious ancestors."

Ryan's expression and eyes were pious and awed, and Viscount Miles opposite him was already stagnant in place.

"Is... is that so?"

He still didn't quite understand.

"Imperial Capital, Viscount Miles, you must go there. If you don't know what to say, just tell the nobles in the south what I said."

"Oh, by the way, don't mention me, and remember to say it before everyone else speaks."

"The death of Viscount Dragun is a heavy loss for the North Wind Province and the entire empire, but at the same time we also respect Viscount Dragun's death very much. In him, we see our great ancestors."

"However, Viscount Miles killed Viscount Dragun. This is a fact. Because of the failure of old Viscount Miles, the empire lost a noble bloodline with the ambition of noble ancestors. For this, the Miles family needs to compensate Dragun."

"A lot of compensation."

Hearing this familiar word, Viscount Miles finally understood a little.

"But... the Miles family doesn't have much wealth anymore. If I continue to pay, I will lose everything except the land."

He couldn't decide to let him lose his land, and now he was talking about compensation, which also made him very sad.

"It's okay, Christian."

"We have been making money in Lingdu County recently, haven't we?"

Ryan looked at Viscount Miles and said with a smile.

"Besides, my frozen land territory is being developed, and I will provide relief through work. The people of your territory can come here to help me, and I will pay you."

"Well... by then, the Miles family may be very busy, and I will appropriately give some weapon and shield orders to the Miles family for forging."

The orders are of course from the Andara Kingdom and the Southern Chamber of Commerce of the Empire. As for where the extra orders come from? Of course, it comes from the Dragun family.